Friendly reminder that this was all drawn by hand. And it is fabulous.
- Since people are not sure, this manga is called Otoyomegatari, or A Bride’s Story and it is by Kaoru Mori. It is a Seinen historical work, that is stunningly drawn, and beautifully researched. This same author also drew and wrote Victorian Romance Emma, another amazing, historic series and my personal favorite of her works.
All works by this author are great to read.
In various schools in Uganda, and some other parts of Africa, children as young as five are punished for speaking African languages, indigenous languages and mother tongues at school. The modes of punishment differ. The most common one in Uganda is wearing a dirty sack until you meet someone else speaking their mother tongue and then you pass the sack on to them. In some schools, there are specific pupils and students tasked with compiling lists of fellow pupils and students speaking mother tongues. This list is then handed over to a teacher responsible for punishing these language rule-breakers. According to Gilbert Kaburu, some schools have aprons that read: “Shame on me, I was speaking vernacular” handed over to an offender of the No Vernacular rule, who then is tasked with finding the next culprit to give the apron. Most of the punishments, in their symbolism emphasise the uselessness of the African languages.
Commenting on a photo of two children in Uganda wearing dirty sacks as punishment for speaking their mother tongues, Zimbabwean writer, Tendai Huchu says:
“That sums up our self loathing and inferiority complex. Junot Diaz once said we do a better job of enforcing white supremacy ourselves than white supremacists ever could. I should add, notice how the punishment consists of wearing sack-cloth. The image is telling. You are rags if you speak your own language.”
Halima Hosh, agreeing with Tendai Huchu opines:
“It’s outrageous. What a slave mentality that a colonial language is considered higher or better/more worth than their own local language. Unbelievable. Do the Europeans learn any African language in school? No. Why not? Because we are not proud of our heritage, not proud of our languages, not proud of Black African history. These teachers need to be fired.
This is a serious problem. Read the entire article here: http://thisisafrica.me/schools-punishing-children-speaking-african-languages/ (via linglife)
Languages don’t generally become endangered because people just don’t really feel like speaking them anymore: it’s often much more brutal. And similar methods for repressing indigenous languages happen all over the world: this reminded me of a memorable quote from a man in Alaska “Whenever I speak Tlingit, I can still taste the soap.”
I’ve laid away my bamboo Chasen (茶筅) for too long. Today’s afternoon Matcha (抹茶) was such a delight - the soft froth brought the light bitterness of green tea and warm water into a beautiful almost-creamy concoction. I am most definitely stocking up on my matcha supplies and may throw in a Chawan (茶碗) as a small treat.
steal his look: shinji ikari
vilebrequin classic linen shirt - $220
valentino loose t-shirt - $644
issey miyake crinkled jeans - $1300
lanvin multi buckle belt - $514
converse x maison martin margiela sneakers - $443
at first it was a normal fandom having fun, then people started shipping the Onceler with the evil version of himself, tHEN the askblogs happened and there were SO many of them and each one was a different version of the Onceler and people started shipping them all together through endless aus
it was a huge trainwreck, people not in the fandom started hoarding urls so that the people IN the fandom couldn’t use them to make even more askblogs, everyone got pissed off and then idk I think at some point they all silently agreed the thing went overboard and that fandom vanished?? turned into a tumblr myth people remember with amazement and horror #never4get
See how chill and non competitive your life gets when you don’t judge other girls in how they dress, do their make up, or how many selfies they take. Take a nap by a window, glow up